You’ve taken me by surprise
I never thought I’d see the day
Where I had fallen, completely
So absolutely happy
In every single way
I can’t find a good metaphor
To explain how I’m feeling
So here’s a terrible one
I’m Lionel Richie
I’m dancing on the ceiling
You really are on my mind
Always, as Elvis once said
Whether I’m working, running
In the bath or down the gym
But mostly when in bed
You’re my first thought, daily
As my phone wakes-me
The last of the day
When I lay my head
And night begins to take-me
And then…
You are what my dreams are made of.
